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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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BB T1 R1 - [Abel vs. Lance vs. Nico]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2015 4:13:18 GMT -5
[OoC: Lock your stats in your first post. The stats you begin the tournament with are the stats you will end the tournament with. No items of any kind, and no Qi allowed. Participants must post within 24 hours of each other. Failure to do so leads to disqualification. If there is no clear winner within five days of the fight being posted, it will be decided by Staff through a grading rubric. This is a no holds barred fight, so if you feel the need to break some limbs, you go ahead and break some limbs. Post your entrance in the first round, and go ahead and start fighting as soon as you like. Let's get crackin'.] @mariae, Lance Stryker, and Nico Andrei Dryagin would all be led down separate hallways by women in white coats. It was requested that they be barefoot for this fight. The halls were dark, barely illuminated by the light bulbs that flickered from the ceiling. Not a word would be uttered from their guides throughout the duration of the walk, but the further they went, the more the crowd's roaring outside became audible. All three contestants would be led to doors at the end of their respective hallways, and once opened, they would see their arena... a very small jungle that stretched for 20 yards. There were plenty of trees and foliage to climb or hide behind, as well as vines aplenty to swing from if one desired. It was also raining rather heavily to top it off. "Aaaaand from doooor number one, hopefully her fighting is as fiery as her hair... Abeeeeeeel Blitzreeeeeeiiiiig!" There was a mixture of cheering and booing from the crowd, since they were jerks like that. "From doooor number two, the guy wearing glasses you just have to punch, Laaaaaance Strykeeeerrrrrrr!!" The crowd roared once more. "But wait, there's more! From door number three, he was a skater boy, she said see ya later, boy! Nicooooo Dr..Dr..Dryagin? Did I say that right?" The crowd roared, their desire to see bloodshed more and more apparent by the second. "Alright you bastards, this ain't over until two of you just can't get back up! IT'S TIIIIIME FOR THE BAAAAAREKNUCKLE BEATDOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN!" |
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Post by Lance Stryker on Sept 30, 2015 9:52:01 GMT -5
Lance felt his stomach churn the closer he was led to the arena. The low rumble of a distant roar had slowly gained strength. There would be no turning once he emerged from this hallway, surely the crowd would tear him apart should he turn around now. There would be no escape but than to actually participate in this blood sport. Lance pushed his glasses a little further up his nose as he emerged from the hallway and was immediately utterly drenched by the rain.
Seriously?
Through the rain he saw the trees and foliage. A slice of a jungle? Complete with a tropical rain to top it off. Everything felt a little surreal. It felt strange to have people cheer and boo at someone merely mentioning his name. Felt oddly encouraging before the fight, at least the cheers did. He tried to look for the other two combatants, perhaps he could find a place to hide while they attacked one another. Seemed like the best idea he had had since signing up for this tournament. He took one step and almost himself into the nearest bush that might hide him from the other two.
Why do I feel like Peter from Hunger Games?
[STATS LOCKED: Str: 5 - Dex: 5 - Con: 10 - Wis: 10 - Int: 20]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2015 16:11:38 GMT -5
Abel practically pranced down the hall in excitement and smiled brightly, feeling adrenaline pumping through her veins and the excitement practically radiating off from her. Wearing a regular knee length skirt and a tank top, Abel smiled broadly. She cartwheeled down the last part of the hallway and to the arena.
The new scenery surprised her when she was came in and waved to the roaring crowd, roaring for bloodshed. The jungle scene was pretty new, but Abel smiled even more and ran forward into the foliage. Through the trees she began to look for everyone else.
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STR:15 DEX:12 CON:12 WIS:6 INT:5
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Post by Nico Andrei Dryagin on Oct 1, 2015 17:28:55 GMT -5
"Well then time to have some fun... "<<Waiting in the tunnel, the small rush to the nerves is a good sign. He was going to be on his A-Game when he enters the fray. He was told in advance that he was in a threeway battle. Another body he would have to worry about, but no real skin off his nose. Two targets, if they attack each other, he can just wait until they just cop out. Makes sense to him. No point putting himself in a bad situation if he doesn't want to be in it. Cracking his neck with a little snap of his head to the left and right; jumping around awaiting his name to be called. He was last... He got closer and closer to the bright light as the man in the started his announcement. AAANNNNNNDDDDD its official, no one can say his last name correctly. But not even that, the announcer even added the damn skater boy song. Nico HATES that song with the passion. His looked up into what he assumed the direction of the booth and gave a face resembling a known meme of an African American girl with her hand out... Just scroll your facebook page, someone is bound to be using it. As he walked up into the area, the only thing that gave him some joy was looking at the terrain. From the looks of it, seems like it was mimicking a jungle or something like a rain-forest. Swweeettt... Well looks like all that special training is starting to make sense. Good time to show his skills and crush whoever thinks they could hide from him. Stepping inside, the door closed and locked itself... Three enter one will leave.>>"I feel like the fucking Predator. No cloaking or a shoulder cannon, so I guess I'll make due then, da?"<<As he walked more into the brush, he felt the leaves, looked at the vine, even felt the tree bark. The resemblance was uncanny to the point he wondered how they even did this. And then the rain started. I guess they wanted to make things interesting. Giving that, he was also barefooted. He didn't know if his other opponents were used to this, but he was, which should give him the edge. He jumped up and grabbed a low hanging vine, ripping off a good length, maybe 4-5 feet. As he took off his shirt, he kept it on his person, he tied the vine around his waist. He grinned deeply as he spoke again keeping a small pace to the center of the map>>"Nah... Better than the Predator... I am motherfucking Arnold son... Watch me wreck shit up!"<<As he got to the center of the area, he looked around. No one... He could see anyone. He wasn't a good tracker like Terra or Ecko was, and he wasn't smart like Terry, Mars and Harley. So he had his own way of doing things. Due to the rain making the ground soft he jabbed his hands into the wet earth and smeared on his chest what looked like claw marks, due to spreading his fingers out and rubbing them across his chest. And a little lines on his face seal the deal as he whipped his arms out, spinning around, yelling into the jungle...ness?>>"What you WAITING FOR HUH!? I am right here! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!!!!!????"*Click this link for reference*[OOC] Str(08)Con(08)Dex(13)Wis(13)Int(08)
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Post by Lance Stryker on Oct 1, 2015 20:11:49 GMT -5
Although hidden in the bush, Lance felt far from safe, somewhere out there, two people were on the prowl for him. He had hoped the others would already have found one another and attacked, but it seemed that they had chosen not to fight? Lance felt a shiver of fear through his body. What was he to do? Go out there now? Surely they must have teamed up to take him down. But logically, hiding was the best option, come in once they had tired one another out.
Unless they realize I am missing and have decided to eliminate me first... Oh s~ A sound made him look to his right. He raised a hand and moved a branch out of the way and saw a woman move through the forest. Alone? Perhaps they had not yet teamed up? Perhaps this was his opportunity to make an advantageous alliance?
Or be punched in the face.
The coward took a deep breath, wiped away some water from his brow. Come on Lance, get out there, talk to her. Make an alliance. Don't be punched in the face. Lance moved out of the bush and raised a hand to get the attention of the girl. Abel, right? Although the name didn't sound awfully male to him, though who was he to judge. Some of the names on the fighters list had been awfully gibberish-like. He noticed she was awfully taller than he.
Aren't they all?
"Seen the third one, Abel? Might be he is hiding, waiting for us to wear ourselves out." He spoke softly, taking off his glasses and wiping away some water. Trying to appear non-threatening. Knowing despite appearances, he'd go down easily.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2015 15:46:01 GMT -5
Abel was prancing stealthily through the jungle, although m it was more like sneaky skipping along when she saw an arm Come out from seemingly nowhere. Pausing to stop and see who it was, but still guarding, Abel paused and listened. 'A third one Waiting...' She thought, but ignored it, mainly because she couldn't really comprehend what he said. Going with what she thought was right, she smiled politely and nodded, like she taught herself when she couldn't understand something. But then she dropped down rapidly and shot her leg upwards toward's Lance's crotch, aiming for a low blow. It was one of the techniques she learned while trying to protect her brother, it seemed to work more on males then females for some reason. If she succeeded with her kick, which had a decent chance due to her superior DEX, she would spring back up and throw a few punches and kicks, then jump back to guard, just to see if the third person was nearby "Sorry, but I REALLY want to win, so nothing personal partner!" She smiled as she kicked upwards. Nico Andrei Dryagin |
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Post by Nico Andrei Dryagin on Oct 3, 2015 15:22:18 GMT -5
[OOC] Soooooo no one acknowledges me in the middle of the area... Screaming... Bummer... *Tear drop* <<Nico emulated one of his favorite movie scenes not because he enjoyed it. More so he wanted the fight bought to him. If anything, maybe his vulnerable state would help his opponents feel more inclined to duke it out mano e mano in the mud and pouring rain like men--What? Wait a minute... That doesn't sound as manly as it looks. More like a mud wrestling match with women. Nico had the luxury-- *ahem* He stumbled across one of those matches before, not live mind you. Hbo after a certain time slot does show some weird stuff; let draw away from that shall we? Well after about a close to thirty seconds of the same process, he just felt more annoyed and dizzy. And since its rain, it would be pretty hard to really catch certain sounds. But then there is sounds that just don't belong. He stopped and just closed his eyes, letting the rain tap around his body as the world seemingly started to muffle. 'Focus damn it... Just focus!' It was simple thing that Terra did, well he assumed it was simple anyways. More so he just wanted to get to it as soon as possible. But if he carried on recklessly, he would be surely defeated. Taking in deep breaths as the world around him felt smaller and smaller, maybe waiting for a little more... His opponent will show up... And he will be ready.>>[Just wait... if I run in the thick of it without a plan, I am going to get wrecked, just wait... and feel everything out.] |
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Post by Lance Stryker on Oct 4, 2015 13:26:18 GMT -5
The girl nodded and smiled. Lance got a positive vibe from that, seemed like he still had a chance. Did she agree to go kick the other guy's ass first? Perhaps he wasn't as hopeless as he thought? Lance wiped away the water on his glasses and looked up. The girl dropped. Fast. Too fast for Lance to add things up. He only saw the rising foot and didn't even register what was about to happen. Which incidentally turns out to be a piss-poor defense.
Lance felt his groin explode in a horrific pain. He wanted to run away. He wanted to cry. Instead he just gasped as he fell to his knees. For a brief moment he was on his knees before he fell to the side and just lay there. Hands cradling his injured groin. He had never felt such intense pain in his life. At least it felt like that in the moment. It didn't only hurt in his groin, it felt as if his entire midsection was consumed by the pain. Lance drew himself into half a fetal position, protecting his groin still while lying in the gathering puddles of mud and water from the ongoing rain.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2015 20:12:32 GMT -5
Abel smiled in delight at her victory against the first opponent, aiming a few last kicks and stomps to the face to make sure he stayed down,not caring if she hit or miss, then went searching for the other. She had heard the scream/war cry/challenge earlier, but was reasonably caught up in the moment, finding someone else first. beginning to climb up a tree, the main reason was being the worry of splinters or tripping, she wasn't even thinking about any strategic points. hopping from branch to branch she finally peeped down on the other boy. smiling in almost an estate way, Abel jumped down from her branch, with her feet extended downwards, trying to stomp down on her opponent. however her stance was decently unbalanced due to one of her arms pressing down on her skirt, making sure no one saw something they shouldn't
"sorry folks, no fan service here!" she yelled as she dropped down
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Post by Nico Andrei Dryagin on Oct 5, 2015 17:05:36 GMT -5
[OOC] I assumed you started climbing and going through tree to tree from behind me... I just wanted to make sure before as I make this post. [IC] <<Nico's 'meditative' state was working out for him. All and all he was find all the sounds and everything around him seem to be normal until... multiple rustling sounds was happening. He opened his eyes and caught the sounds from behind him. He figured someone who was hiding would either sneak up on him from behind or from the trees... more figured in the trees. Well giving that he was in the pouring rain, the person would be either more primate than man or they have impeccable balance which he doubt both. At this moment, he knew the person was behind him, in the trees so now all he needs is a way to know when the person was going to strike. He didn't want to turn around to give away his knowledge of his opponent. As Terra would say... When the opponent would start to make his own noose, only show up to pull it for them when they start to hang themselves... Brutal words, but he knew that the world is a brutal place... Everyone else would treat him the same way. He was getting more antsy by the second... The sound grew closer and closer as he was... Internally screaming for his opposition to face him... Did I mention that he is impulsive?>>[Come on now... You got the jump on me right? Just rush in. Be stupid, the rain would cover your approaching you thinking I am not aware... COME ON ALREADY!!] <<The sounds slowed down as the person reached the point in which the attack would come. He knew the figure was right over him, due to the extra rain drops falling on his head from above. This is it... The moment Nico can release the spring he has been winding up ever since he came into the fighting area. At this moment, he knew that all was said and done he would finish this combatant off and search for the other. The branch snapped off as the person jumped off to descend upon Nico... and HER voice came out as she came crashing down.>>"The fuck?... A girl!?"<<Quickly looking up he shifted to his left as he whipped his right shoulder back. To complete the 45 degree angle turn, he took a quick step back with the same right leg that moved when he whipped his shoulder back. That would clear him from the missile-like double foot drop kick that would have crashed down on his head. Now, giving the ground was getting wet with mud and the like accumulating from the downpour, two things would LIKELY happen. One, she landed on her feet, but hopefully not even close to the 3 point landing. Which would have Nico behind her at her left side. A swift, and solid right leg kick should land on her likely shaken left leg behind the knee. In that time, she should be on her knees; as his right foot would landing in between her legs. His right hand would shoot over and grab the right side her head as in one swift motion bring his left elbow crashing into her temple. If she trained herself to take a blow like that or even able to block it, she could withstand it. If not... She would be down no question about it. Now, option two, lets say she fell forward which unlikely but he would just simply jump on her back to initiate a rear-naked choke.** If she felt backwards, well, as a gentleman he would catch her. But not to deliver roses but to give a solid solar-plexus blow with his left fist. Grabbing her hair with his right into a tight fist, he would swing her back and swing his elbow and then with the added momentum slam it down directly on her chest. Either option is end game if she has a way to avoid it... As Terra would said, "Leave no options, and don't discriminate, women can hurt just as much as a man can." >> |
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Oct 5, 2015 20:13:02 GMT -5
With little to base this fight on, nitpicking will have to occur. Lance Stryker suffered the single concrete blow in the match, disqualifying him. Nico Andrei Dryagin's last post occurred after the tournament had ended, giving his opponent no time to react, while also leaving his actions up in the air. @mariae landed the one hit in the match, and moves on to round two. Both Lance Stryker and @mariae earn +1 Exp. |
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